We went to East Fairfield for a late Sunday lunch, and we ate a duck dish.
It was, at best, not bad. And at worst, easy to digest.
Didn’t take long at all.
I was surfing on the web when a Calvin and Hobbes comic caught my eye. I’m a sucker for Calvin and I clicked on it and, for the last week, I have set aside my books and read nothing but Calvin and Hobbes strips, starting in 1985.
And I’m only up to 1988!
Seriously. A shout-out to gocomics.com, a huge, free archive of comic strips, without ads or a userid. Decades of strips, from hundreds of artists. Amazing.
Mary sold her business to a couple in Rhode Island, and her building to a local guy. The last couple of weeks have been hectic, and the next couple of weeks are going to be worse. Closing the deal and attending to details will be a lot of work but, by February, Mary should be retired.
Our 2nd pandemic Christmas was a pretty low key affair.
In the box: scissors, a can opener.
Out of the box: a hookah, a box of bees.
I don’t talk much anymore about C3PR because, some times, there’s not a lot to show for it. It’s not ‘Showtime,’ that’s for sure.
It is, however, alive and well, and getting smarter a little at a time. I wish there would be some kind of Frankenstein moment, when it would suddenly all work perfectly, but it hasn’t quite happened.
Having solved every other problem, my last, biggest problem, I decided, is my kinematics.
In order to beat the crap out of all comers, I’m going to need 7 motors, not 5.
So I bought a high powered laptop so I can try my hand at CAD. Who knows? Maybe it’ll be an improvement over trial-and-error.
The laptop came the next day, but it seems you really need a mouse to run the software and, with the supply chain like it is, I can’t get one till Friday.
So I’m off to a slow start.